Toronto

Ok.....we are in Toronto...we HATE Toronto and all the rude people in this city.

Toronto airport doesn't have any porters to assist you with your baggage and believe me, we have baggage. So, it's time for everyone to put their mental cap pictures on....we have three baggage carts for six body sized suitcases, four carry on bags, my purse (should have been classified as a carry-on), two dog kennels and two straw cowboy hats. No one, and I mean NO ONE would offer any assistance in any shape or form. I'm pushing the dogs in one cart and Ross is manhandling two carts and ALL the luggage. Naturally I can move faster than Ross so he is now stuck trying to get through sliding doors that don't want to cooperate. The little vein in the side of his head is pulsing he's so pissed.....

So, we need TWO cabs to get to the wrong hotel....a divorce almost ensued. There is this lovely lady working at the wrong hotel who is now an angel in my eyes...she gets everything sorted out for us, gives us a room for less money than the right hotel.

The luggage proceeded to the room with only a minor incident like not fitting through the doors. But, here we sit in our hotel room, pizza is on the way, the dogs are sleeping after their tramatic day.

But, we are halfway there!!!

We will arrive at home tomorrow, pick up cold beer, throw everything in the door and leave it for another day!